Chapter 43 Chapter Thirteen

Three weeks later, the coldest winter solstice, the shortest day and longest night in the northern hemisphere. At first glance, he was no more than 30 years old. This man had a slender figure, good facial features, and long hair among the police.His eyebrows seldom stretched. Underneath are a pair of stern eyes. Although there is no expression, many people will subconsciously avoid his gaze.He didn't know Huang Hai very well. He was just transferred to this branch three months ago, and he only had two meetings with him, and had a few face-to-face encounters in the cafeteria and shooting range.

The director handed over the case left by Huang Hai to him. There were six unsolved murders, three of which were as far back as fifteen years ago—Liu Man, a senior high school girl who died on the roof of the library of Nanming High School in June 1995; Yan Yan, the school dean who died on the side of Nanming Road a few days later; The head teacher who was once suspected of killing the female student and was later expelled from the school stated. In 2002, Erya Education Group’s Lunar New Year disappeared. Two years later, his body was found in a jeep by the Suzhou River. He was Shen Ming’s college classmate. In 2006, Gu Qiusha, who had a marriage contract with Shenming, and her father, Gu Changlong, were killed by Lu Zhongyue after bankruptcy. Gu Qiusha is his wife.

Huang Hai died in pursuit of Lu Zhongyue. At the same time, he also took over a bunch of keys - he opened the door of Huang Hai's house after his death. Someone must have been here recently, the draft was blowing, and it was as cold as a refrigerator. The small room that had been locked was wide open. Taste, smell a living person.He took out a pistol from the tuck, and walked to the door without a sound. The black muzzle of the gun stretched into the narrow room—occasionally, some particularly daring and perverted criminals would rush directly to the police's house. He saw a boy's face.

"It's you?" The man's voice was crisp and bright, and he quickly put away the pistol, his eyebrows raised in a signature manner. He recognized this fifteen-year-old boy—name: Si Wang; former name: Gu Wang. "Who are you?" Although he was wearing a police uniform and carrying a pistol, Si Wang was still full of vigilance, curled up beside the metal cabinet, hiding something under his butt. He took out his police officer's card and put it in front of the young man. The police rank was actually the same as Huang Hai's. The photo with the steel seal was this face, with the name - Ye Xiao printed beside it.

"Student Si Wang, you really came." "You've been spying on me?" Ye Xiao forcibly pulled him up from the corner, and there was indeed a copy of the file of the Nanming Road murder case in 1995 underneath. He put it back in the safe and said, "I noticed you at Police Officer Huang Hai's memorial service—six years ago , you were the first to discover the jeep that hid the dead body by the Suzhou River, this time Huang Hai died in the line of duty to catch the fugitive, and it happened because of you, right?" "You mean I killed Police Officer Huang Hai?"

"That's not what I meant! But I'm curious, how do you have his house key?" "I often come to Huang Hai's house, and he gave me a bunch of keys for convenience." Although Si Wang's expression was so calm, Ye Xiao saw some clues: "Including the key to this small room? Classmate Si Wang, you are lying! " Before he came out, his colleagues had told him that there was a small room in Huang Hai's house, the door was always locked, and there were many copies of case materials pasted inside. He guessed what was going on - after Huang Hai died in the line of duty, the police did not find a private key on him, and it was probably taken away by the Siwang, so he was able to enter Huang Hai's house without authorization and open the restricted area of ​​this small room.

In order to know the facts of these cases, this young man did not hesitate to steal things from the dead. What is the reason? Ye Xiao looked at the wall, still covered with shocking documents and photos.On the other wall, the word "Shen Ming" was written in red letters, and nine thick lines were drawn, the latest of which actually pointed to the word "Si Wang". He looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously. Although Si Wang's birth date was after Shen's death, he was the adopted son of Gu Qiusha and Lu Zhongyue, so he was indirectly related. There are still many case materials in the cabinet, most of which may be useless, and the scribbled handwriting left by Huang Hai densely copied more than half of the notebook.

Among them, Huang Hai visited for more than half a year and investigated Shen Ming's life experience.Ye Xiao already knew most of the content, but what is puzzling is that another murder case was recorded in the data. At that time, Huang Hai had not yet become a policeman, and the case happened on Anxi Road in this city—— In 1983, on an autumn rainy night, on Anxi Road, where dozens of old bungalows were hidden, a little girl rushed to the side of the road, crying for help. Neighbors and the police were attracted, only to find that her father had been killed. The deceased was the director of a certain agency, surnamed Lu, and the cause of death was that his throat was cut by broken glass.There were many doubts about the case at the time, but because he made many enemies during his lifetime and killed many people during the "Cultural Revolution", everyone applauded his death, and the case was hastily closed.

On the day of the crime, the thirteen-year-old Shen Ming was also on Anxi Road—he lived across the road from the murder scene. Shenming's grandmother is a humble servant, and the two depend on each other to take care of the daily life of an old intellectual.The master lived on the first floor of the old house, while the servants lived in the basement. In the late autumn of 1995, Huang Hai went to Anxi Road for field inspection and confirmed that the house where Shen Ming lived in his youth was facing the murderous house where the murder occurred in 1983. Ye Xiao sensitively put this piece of information into his bag, then dragged Si Wang out of the small room, stared into his eyes and asked, "Tell me, why are you so interested in the case Huang Hai was in charge of? What's the matter with you?"

"I'm sorry, I've read too much "Detective Conan"! My mother runs a bookstore, and the house is full of all kinds of mystery novels. My dream is to become a criminal policeman." "You are so brave, I almost thought the murderer came in! If you hadn't sat on the ground honestly, you might have been shot in the head by me—" He made a pistol shape with his index finger and thumb, The quasi-boy shot in the head, "Just kidding, I wouldn't do that." His eyes were unusually quiet, as if his hand was really a gun. Si Wang seemed to be genuinely scared, so he could only hand over the keychain: "I'm sorry, I won't come again."

Ye Xiao looked out the window at the prematurely dark night and said, "I have officially taken over the case left by Police Officer Huang Hai." "Please promise me that you must catch that evil spirit and avenge Police Officer Huang Hai!" "This is my vocation!" "One more request, please allow me to be your helper, I will provide a lot of useful information!" "Like that damn audio-visual store, let the police officer Huang Hai rush to die?" Ye Xiao shook his head, and there was some turmoil in his calm eyes like the dead sea, "Sorry, I'm not blaming you—in fact, you did Well done, I should thank you for your help, which brought us one step closer to the murderer." "I've said it many times. It was a friend of mine who provided the information, and you have already asked her." "Yes, her name is Yin Yu. I just went to see her this morning." "You didn't frighten her?" Ye Xiao smiled wryly and said, "She scares me! What a weird tomboy! She doesn't cooperate with me at all, although she speaks impeccably." "Understandable, can I go home then?" The young man carried his schoolbag and walked to the door, Ye Xiao called out behind him: "Detective Si Wang!" "Are you calling me?" "Yes!" He flew the business card into the boy's hand, "If you have anything to do or need help, please call me at any time, I am here 24 hours a day, all year round!" Si Wang quickly got into the elevator, exhaled nervously, and put his hand into his trouser pocket—fortunately, he was not searched by police officer Ye Xiao, and there was a string of beads hidden in his pocket, which he found from Huang Hai's safe. A label was attached to the bead chain, with a handwritten line—— "On June 22, 1995, the physical evidence at the scene of Shen's murder was found in the palm of the deceased."